During the times when I’m travelling in cars on buses, and trains, I enjoy accumulating sketches of momentary memories I glean from looking out of the windows as the racing scenery goes by. But there are also times during travelling where I simply want to build my own cities, and imagine a new terrain in which we inhabit. these two worlds of memory and imagination co-exist and cast shadows from all angles, as though the frame of the page are where the boundaries of light lie.
